[lit-ideas] Sunday Twofer

  • From: David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2010 11:05:02 -0800

What if you didn't know the earth?
What if you'd landed from planet Plonk and gone for a walk downtown, with coin 
and plastic in the pockets of your disguise, a latex mask covering your alien 
head's bumps and suckers?
You'd look about, wouldn't you, bewildered, trying not to stand out or stare, 
in hot hope of hint:
With luck, you'd discover it,  
the essence written plainly, 
there for all to see
high on a sign:
instruction one, pay, 
and then, step two,

Truth walked abroad this morning as it does at the finish of "Casablanca,"
with fog swirling on the field,
engine and alarm noises growing.
In the no go zone between sleep and wakefulness, 
I was smuggling out a poem, 
containing well-known facts,
which when reassembled and plated,
trimmed up like a dish with gravy,
you would have liked. 
It being Sunday, however, I woke slowly and 
the vision faded. 
In Botswana, they say,
it is late.
Here is my apology.

David Ritchie,
Portland, Oregon 

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